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Dec
Mumbai (Maharashtra) [India], December 20: There was a time—not ancient history, just recent enough to sting—when music became something you rented from the cloud. Ten dollars a month, infinite choice, zero ownership. Songs slipped in and out of libraries without warning, albums dissolved into playlists, and liner notes became a forgotten art form, like cursive handwriting or patience. And yet, somewhere between algorithm fatigue and emotional burnout, listeners began doing something unfashionable. They started buying music again. Not clicking save. Buying. Vinyl records. Deluxe box sets. Signed CDs. Cassette reissues. Photobooks are heavy enough to double as self-defence weapons. The…
